Squeeze/Chapter Three
Squeeze
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Chapter Three
Our little kip was rudely interrupted by the ring a ding ding of the phone. I looked at the clock and realized we had slept long past our usual tea. My niece was relentless and I had to pry her hand off of my cock so I could grab the phone.
“So, how’s it going with my little moo?” My sister inquired.
“She’s been a darling angel. I’ve decided to keep her.”
“Huh? Surely you have the wrong child. There must have been some mess up and she just looks like my Nancy. You are welcome to keep her though. I’ll pack up her things and bring them over when I return.”
“I just might take you up on it. So, how’s Gladys? I’m sure mum’s worn you to frazzle by now.”
“Gladys is as well as can be expected. They have her bandaged and plastered from arse to tits and trussed like a Christmas goose. Remind me never never to bust my hip. Mom was beside herself at first but is a lot better. Her friend Chelsea will keep her company and taxi her around until Gladys is released. I should be back around noon tomorrow and relieve you of the little… cough, cough… angel, unless you want to keep her.”
“I’m tempted, but I know you can’t live with her. Give us a bell when you’re headed our way. Meanwhile, we had a kip and overslept, so I need to put food in our tummies.”
Food, now that was an issue. Both the larder and fridge were bare and since I was distracted this afternoon, I didn’t bring groceries in. As much as I hated to dress, I may have to or else we’ll starve. But, after a quick inventory, I discovered waffles, peas, syrup and just enough butter to do us a fine meal. Maybe not so fine but nonetheless filling.
“Your stuff is leaking down my leg,” my niece informed me as she waddled over, took my cock in her hand and squeezed.
She couldn’t keep her hands off of me. Regretfully, I had to pry them away again before it distracted me so much I forgot about our supper. Our meal was simple and took no time at all. Nancy bagged my lap and held my throttle lever in one hand with a fork in the other while we shared a plate.
We had not settled back on the sofa, before she informed me, “Gotta go,” and dragged me with her to the loo, and then she did the most curious thing.
She was quite content to sit there while she swung her legs and stirred up the water below her, but then she dipped her fingers into the golden stream, and then sucked them into her mouth. All the while, she beamed me her best naughty smile while she giggled at the reaction she saw on my face.
“Why did you do that?” I asked her.
“’Cause… it’s so naughty,” she informed me.
“Yes, just like her mother,” I muttered to myself.
My sister and me used to play with each other while we peed, but she never tasted it. Then, I noticed a thick blob of my goo ooze its way out of her pussy and when she felt it, she caught it with her fingers and stuck them in her mouth while another, even naughtier and playful smile played over her face. Needless to say, the sap rose in my shaft. When the next glob worked its way out of her hole, I caught it this time and rubbed my fingers over her lips. Then she closed her eyes and licked them.
This time when I reached between her legs, I slipped my finger in her cunny, which made her groan and slide down the seat. Then her eyes blazed open wide and I poked my finger in again and again until she leaned back on the cistern and enjoyed a bracing finger fuck. That really started her motor revving and she couldn’t control her hips and I had to support her so I could give her a proper poke. She wiggled even more until her eyes went wide before they folded up into her head.
While her little pussy pulsed around my finger, hot little spurts of pee sprayed wildly and wet us both down. When her eyes popped open, they had a winsome, far away look in them before they focused, and she squealed, “That was awesome!”
“Yes, it was,” I concurred.
Never in my life would I have imagined that the feel of my seven year old niece’s pussy as it nibbled on my finger, while she sprayed me with pee, would be so exciting. It turned out to be way too much for me this time. When I felt my balls tighten and the sperm creep into shaft, I had no choice but to wrap my hand around myself and fire thick ropes of sperm over her chest and belly. She quickly reached out, grasped my spurting cock and held it while the final rounds went off.
As the last little bit of semen bubbled from the tip, her response was, “Really, really awesome!”
While I drew a bath, I mopped up the sperm and pee from the floor with flannels before I collected my squealing little beauty in my arms and settled us both in the water. My erection had finally subsided and this time when she squeezed it, she wondered, “What happened?”
“The poor boy is all knackered because you wore him out,” which brought a smile to her face and a sparkle to her eye, “He’ll want to play with you some more… tomorrow.”
You could tell she was disappointed by the sad puppy look on her face but she quickly brightened as I smoothed my soapy hands over her body while she pushed out the bits she wanted me to wash. It had been a long time since I had given her a bath, way too long, and I had forgotten how nice her warm body felt to the touch. Especially that pudgy little bum of hers. I could spend hours squeezing the soft cheeks while I circled my fingers around her little pucker. I had always wanted to pay special attention to it, but never had the will to carry it out for fear she might object. Somehow, after what I had learned today, I no longer believed that would be the case.
She squeaked a little when my fingertip pierced the muscled ring, but then twisted her bum around like she did when she sat on my cock. “You have such nice bottom hole and it feels so warm inside,” I complimented her.
“Put some more in, please,” she kindly begged.
“Since you asked so nicely,” I answered, and then worked my finger in to the knuckles. It was not warm in there, it was hot, and I loved the way the snug tube hugged and squeezed my finger, and then asked, “How’s that?”
She groaned, “Hmmm, hmmm, do it some more.”
I had her lean over and grip the edge of the bath while I screwed my finger into the dusky orifice. The way she moaned, I believe she liked it... a lot. Without a prompt, I added another finger which made her groan even more. She shivered each time I ground my knuckles into her arse hole and I continued to twist them in. Her little thighs twitched and her rectum spasmed while I screwed my fingers into her. The way she built up, I was convinced that she had neared her peak. So, I offered a little push over the edge and ground my thumb into her clit. When it finally struck her, that tight little rectum of hers got a lot tighter.
Not only did her little arse hole try to squeeze my fingers off, but her tube clamped them in a death grip. Then, her body twitched while a shockwave of intense delight shook her to the core. I was amazed at the intensity of the orgasms she experienced. As depleted as I was, old willy did manage a bit of a rise. Not much, maybe a half-hard, but a definite improvement over his flaccid state.
After I rinsed her, I started to bathe myself, but she insisted on doing it for me. Although she was not very thorough, it was exciting to feel her little hands rub themselves over my body. At least she didn’t focus solely on my cock… well, not at first. After she decided the rest of me was clean enough, she wanted to spend extra time on my cock and balls and was quite gentle about it. Then, her aim shifted and she had me crouch over the rim so she could spend quality time between my bum cheeks; especially my arse. It not only surprised me, but excited me to to feel her fingers slip inside my hole. Possibly, she had an anal fixation at her tender age… I certainly hoped so.
After we dried, I found a currant and raisin cake for her to nibble on and a fizzy pop to guzzle. Me, I grabbed a beer, well, three, and she sprawled in my lap while we watched a children's show on the tele. She seemed to flip off like a light when she fell asleep and I carried her to bed with me, cuddled with her under the duvet and dreamed of all the naughty adventures we could embark on tomorrow.
End Chapter Three
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